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The school bored let all the kid's stay home. To morn the lose of they're dear friend Kennth.

Clyde kicked a rock as he walked home. How can people do that to themselves? He kept repeating that question. He sighed and decided to walk to the football field. Football season coming soon.

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Tweek hung out under the bleachers at the football field. He took out his cigarette pack and popped in one as Clyde walked up the bleacher stairs. Tweek looked over at him and light his cigarette and joined him. "N-Need on-one," he asked softly. Clyde smiled and took one of the cigarettes from the pack. Tweek lit it up and Clyde took a big swing of that cancer stick.

"Why you up here?" Clyde asked the stuttery companion. Tweek shrugged and sighed, "Th-Thinking." Clyde smirk, "'Bout me naked." Tweek made a yucky face at him and started to smoke his cigarette. Making rings come out as he blew.

Clyde stomped on his cigarette when finished. Tweek looked up at him as he slouched. Clyde smiled at his friend and rubbed his back. "It'll be okay buddy. We'll get over it soon." Tweek intertwined his hands in his lap and shook his head no.

"Y-You nev-never forget... I-It never g-gets bet-better," Tweek said as a tear came from his eye. Clyde wiped it away. "Then it'll numb away," he said after leaning on the other seat behind him. Tweek looks over at him and shakes his head no again. He looked up as the sky started to darken, about the rain.

Clyde looked over at Tweek. "What's up?" he asked as he sat up. Tweek popped in another cigarette, "N-Nothing." Clyde nodded saying, "Your nose turns pink when you're upset. Just so you know."

Tweek didn't blush. His nose turned reddish pink. He was embarrassed. "You're really pretty when you cry, you know that?" Clyde asked. Tweek's nose got redder. Clyde punched his arm and laughed, "Don't be upset."

When the rain started to pick up they parted ways. Clyde smiled and waved at his friend. Tweek jumped and waved as well as he shrugged off towards home.

When Tweek walked into his bathroom he sat in the bath. This time naked. He started the hot water and put in the plug when the water was the right temperature. He sat there for a good while. He laid back and looked up at the ceiling. He twitched and quickly washed himself.

He had his towel around him as he looked at his pills. Popping in one and putting the rest back up. He plopped on his bed after drying his hair. He looked at his bare wrist. Red. They were some what pretty to him. Scars are pretty. Cuts shouldn't be. But they were to him.

Tweek went to his window and looked out at the stars. It was a pretty night. His day spent with a friend. Which now as he thought... wasn't really a friend. He sighed and crawled into to bed. And for once drifted off.

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Craig kicked himself in the ass as he went home. How could some do that? It's so selfish! He thought. He looked around at his room. He laid on his bed as he looked at his phone. Re-reading the lovely times with his boyfrien- ex boyfriend. He smiled and laughed at all the good times. Gripped his chest at the sad times and at the horrible fights. Then he got down to his final messages.

Craig looked up at the ceiling and called someone he knew wouldn't give a shit. Clyde.